“Anything you need, my love.. Take whatever you want.”
“I want every part of you,” I blurted.
Then I leaned closer, my tongue darting out to taste him. His groan shook the bed frame. Even though my pulse skittered like a spooked rabbit, I closed my lips around his tip and gently sucked.
“Damnation!” His hands flew to my curls, his fingers fumbling through them. “Seri, Ican’t— Wait—”
I pulled back the second he said wait, but only understood what was happening when I saw his scrotum draw up. I watched as he came untouched, thick ropes squirting on my chin and neck and dribbling down onto Steve. When the warm bursts stopped, Koa physically shoved Zane’s boneless body over, and I pulled Casimir’s wrist until he fell down on the bed.
“Cheat,” he panted, his eyes glassy. “Using your mouth like that!”
“I was afraid you’d hate it,” I confessed in a whisper.
“Hate it?” Zane snickered. “Director General of Everything has been fantasizing about those lips wrapped around his cock since that day I fed you soup.”
“Zoodle!” I reached over to swat at him, but Casimir caught my wrist mid-swing and pulled me down into a searing kiss.
“I loved every second of it,” he whispered in my ear as we broke apart. My eyes searched his, but only saw the truth, and I smiled a little as I propped myself up on my elbows on his chest.
“Here.” Zane swooped a finger through Casimir’s ejaculate before it could fully soak into Steve. “Open up, princess, and tell us what he tastes like.”
I drew Zane’s finger into my mouth, making him hiss as I sucked it. Moonflower was Casimir mate scent, butthispart of him? Lightning-struck copper and cold spring water rushing over granite, dangerous minerals laced with something that made my gums ache.
“Well?” Casimir’s voice dropped an octave as he kissed behind my ear, making me shiver. “What’s my flavor?”
“Hard to explain. Like cold iron and the breath of a storm. Like licking electricity.”
“So now you have a choice between sweet or metallic,” Zane smirked. “Maybe Koko will be a mix.”
I turned my attention to Koa now that my other two husbands lay sprawled out, sated and watching me with lazy eyes. He stood at the edge of the bed, still fully clothed, his expression one of patient anticipation.
“Koko?” I breathed. “Will you undress for me?”
“I would conquer nations for you,” he whispered, his dark eyes locked on mine as he shed each piece of clothing.
When he stood naked before me, my lips parted in awe. He was magnificent, his thighs thick with muscle and his golden skin carved around his hips. His erection matched the rest of him, shorter than Zane’s or Casimir’s, but significantly thicker, the head flushed a deep red.
I delayed with an open-mouthed kiss right above his furry patch. His evening primrose scent here was richer here, warm and carrying an undercurrent of something wild that made me shiver.
“Can you maybe sit? I don’t—”
The mattress dipped before I finished speaking, and he settled on the pillow pile against the headboard. I sank to my knees next to him and shuffled forward, my hands braced on his hard thighs, his corded muscles twitching under my palms.
“If I… If I can’t take much…”
“I’ll love anything you do, Serafina.” His knuckles grazed my cheekbone with unexpected tenderness.
Taking him at his word, I dragged my tongue along his length from root to tip in one slow stripe, pausing to lap up his taste. Sweet, but earthier than Zane’s. Rich like the forest floor after summer rain with a musk that made my belly pull taut.
“Shit.” The word tore from him like a fist through tissue paper.
“Well?” Zane demanded. “How does he taste?”
“Molasses and musk.”
“Ha! I was right! Ko’s a combo.”
Ignoring him, I continued my exploration, licking Koa’s shaft and even sucking along his scrotum.
